Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

This battle ended quickly.

"Ah~"

"I am not willing to give in, Tianming Sect will not let you go!"

Everything slowly calmed down as Old Ghost Yin's miserable and unwilling scream sounded.

The broken void is recovering quickly.

In the aftermath of that raging energy.

Ah Da held the corpse of Yin Laogui in one hand, and skillfully patted the forehead of the corpse with the other hand, and immediately drew out an illusory soul body.

A four-star Dou Zun was defeated.

Uh-huh!

Wei Yang swept up from below.

"Master!" Ah Da bowed slightly and handed over the body of Old Ghost Yin and the sleeping soul.

Wei Yang waved, took off a ring from the corpse's finger and put it away, then waved his hand and said: "You put the corpse away, it's useless for now, we will talk about it later. As for the soul body, put it away first."

"Yes." Ada skillfully stuffed the soul into a jade bottle and sealed it.

As for the corpse, it was even simpler. He just waved his hand to freeze it and put it away immediately.

After all, it is the corpse of a four-star Dou Zun, and it may be used for other purposes in the future.

By the way, is this the first Dou Zun who has fallen into their hands?

Counting Master Qi at the beginning, in the past two years, they have already been burdened with the lives of five Dou Zun.

This is Dou Zun!

Among them are Binghe, the master of the valley, and Yin Laogui, the veteran four-star.

It's not an exaggeration to say it's a Dou Zun harvester.

Looking around, he saw the aftermath of the energy that gradually subsided.

"Let's go back first." Wei Yang ordered.

"yes."

Immediately, with a wave of his hand, Ada opened up a temporary space passage, and the three figures stepped into it and quickly disappeared.

In the secret room.

The light was slightly dim, with only a few moonstones emitting a soft light.

Wei Yang sat cross-legged on the futon, with two dark gray objects that exuded an extremely cold atmosphere suspended in front of him.

A cloud of cold air, a flame.

"The eighth level of cold air, the eighth level of cold fire!"

Wei Yang stared at these two objects, then chuckled, took out two jade bottles, put them in, sealed them and put them away.

They are the two most valuable items obtained from Yin Laogui.

But don’t take it out yet, it’s stolen goods, wait until the limelight passes.

The disappearance of Old Ghost Yin will inevitably attract the attention of Tianming Sect.

After all, he is a four-star Dou Zun.

Perhaps, Wei Yang will also be investigated.

But it doesn’t matter.

He even offended the Soul Palace, so what does Tianming Sect mean?

And he is not planning to go out and wander around during this period.

I plan to stay in Shengdan City for a while before talking.

"My own strength is still not enough." Wei Yang couldn't help but sigh.

Turning his hands, he took out a jade bottle.

What is contained inside is that drop of ancient blood essence.

This blood belongs to thunder and fire!

Looking through the jade bottle, one can see that inside the jade bottle, there is a ball of dark red liquid about the size of a dove egg, suspended in it.

A stream of blood lingered on it.

In the surging blood, one can vaguely see that there seems to be a scene of fire and thunder, changing and evolving.

If you look carefully, this scene looks like the world is about to be destroyed.

Another example is that a world is being re-opened after being destroyed.

Wei Yang's eyes narrowed, and his heart couldn't help but palpitate.

"Destroy life?" He flipped his other palm, and a ball of black flame leaped up from his palm.

With a thought, he turned the black flame into green flame, then moved the jade bottle slightly closer, and asked softly: "Miesheng, are you interested in this drop of blood essence?"

Buzz buzz~

Lu Yan trembled slightly, separated from Wei Yang's palm, floated around the jade bottle twice, and then stopped there, as if carefully observing the drop of blood.

When Wei Yang saw this, he thought for a moment and threw the jade bottle directly into the green flame.

Immediately, the power of the soul surged out, controlled the green flame, and burned the seal on the jade bottle.

Then, the jade bottle also gradually melted and vaporized in the green flame.

In the end, only the mass of essence and blood, about the size of a thumb, emerged.

The temperature of Green Flame dropped, and then it was wrapped up carefully.

Chi chi chi~

Along with the burning, endless vitality also poured into the drop of blood essence.

And with the influx of these vitalities, the spirituality of that drop of blood seemed to be vaguely enhanced.

"Sure enough." Upon seeing this, Wei Yang showed a smile on his lips.

The reason why he took this drop of blood essence that was about to be wasted was because he had the power to destroy life.

The abilities and characteristics of Green Flame are almost identical to those of Creature Flame.

It also represents the law of life and has endless vitality.

And this vitality can also be said to be able to give birth to human flesh and bones.

Putting this drop of essence and blood that is about to lose its essence into Green Flame will not only keep its spirituality intact, but also slowly replenish its vitality.

Crackling~

Green thunder, moving in the green flame, came into contact with the drop of blood essence.

It looks like chopping, but it actually injects vitality into it.

As time goes by, after a long time.

crackle~

On the surface of that drop of dark red essence and blood, traces of extremely fine blood-colored electric arcs appeared faintly, flickering, as if they were happily welcoming the baptism of green thunder.

At the same time, wisps of tiny bloody flames also lingered faintly.

"Have you regained some vitality?" Wei Yang couldn't help but smile on his face.

This drop of essence and blood gradually survived and recovered in the green flame.

Immediately, Wei Yang was doing two things at once.

On one side, part of the mind is separated to wrap the essence and blood with green flame, injecting vitality into it continuously.

On the other side, he closed his eyes and entered into practice.

This drop of essence and blood has a great origin.

And too much time has passed, and the spirituality has almost been lost.

To restore it to its heyday is not something that can be done in a short time, and requires patience and continuous investment.

Wei Yang was not in a hurry, after all, he only had to be responsible for providing energy for this kind of recovery.

Leave everything left to the Yan that destroys life.

Time passes day by day.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

In the dim chamber, a faint green fire flickered.

Inside, a drop of dark red blood essence was suspended.

After this month of continuous pregnancy and nourishment, under the continuous feeding of endless vitality, wisps of vitality and spirituality are also faintly permeating the inside of this drop of blood.

This drop of essence and blood, which is about the size of a thumb, seems to be in much better condition than a month ago.

If before it was like a candle in the wind that could be extinguished at any time, now, it can be said to be like a small torch.

crackle~

Bloody arcs of electricity spread across the surface of the blood droplets, flickering and flickering.

At the same time, wisps of bloody flames were also lingering faintly.

It looks like a small bloody sun, rising and falling in the green flames, quite impressive.

Wei Yang slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and looked at Lu Yan.

After carefully feeling the energy and power contained in this drop of blood essence, he nodded secretly, "Yes, from the looks of it, he has probably returned to the level of Dou Wang."

It doesn't mean that this drop of essence blood about the size of a thumb contains all the energy of a fighting king.

Rather, it means that the energy level it contains is comparable to the level of Dou Wang.

"Tsk, I have paid so much to be able to recover to the level of Dou Wang." Wei Yang shook his head lightly and sighed: "The energy I have put in this month has far exceeded that of the ten Dou Wangs."

If we look at the energy and reward in a single round, the loss is more than ten to one, which seems like a loss.

But you can’t just look at the surface.

The true value of this drop of ancient blood essence that he successfully rescued far exceeds the combined value of hundreds of fighting kings.

Now if this drop of essence and blood is traded, it must be exchanged for a three-color or even five-color eighth-grade elixir, which should be enough.

Because if a drop of ancient blood contains spirituality and vitality, if it is traded, a lot of big guys will be interested.

But hundreds of fighting kings are not worth a second-color eighth-grade elixir.

At least in the eyes of the big guys, the value of an eighth-grade elixir is far higher than that of thousands of fighting kings combined.